Its 2063. You’re on your deathbed thinking about how you hated your entire life. You have 9 breaths left till you either go to hell or get reincarnated as a bug. Your granddaughter walks in & starts playing some John Mayer shit on the ukelele & your idiot grandson is filming it.
Old people love complaining about youngsters using their phones until they’re dying inside sitting in discount tire for 2 hours with nothing to stare at but an ad for wiper blades
@matgeo__ I have thought of this but also I’ve thought of an experiment where people play telephone but with song remixes. You have an original and then a buddy remixes it and someone remixes that and so on. And only the 1st person to remix has heard the original